November 16, 2009

Nine months

Colin is nine months old,-is finally crawling like a big boy (on his knees, instead of like G.I. Joe),-can pull himself up into a stand,-is opening and closing doors -- and taking the lid of the garbage can (yuk),-is a really terrible sleeper again, and hates to eat anything that isn't made of starch,-like having an audience while he plays,-plays with dirt, throws his food, and likes making farting noises with his mouth (typical boy),-loves playing with his colored blocks and his wooden alligator,-is really into pointing, but especially at lights and "the little boy who lives in the mirror"-has learned to "share." This last one is limited to offering you a taste of his wet wash cloth when he's bathing, after he's been sucking on it for a while. It is so cute, I find it hard to resist, although I've had so much warm bath water to drink in the past few weeks I think I might throw up.